Archive for January, 2009

When I saw a CNN report on the joint press conference with US Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice and Israeli Foreign Minister Tzipi Livni, my first thought was, “Hey, its two ladies talking about important stuff – like peace treaties.”

I didn’t even get the whole gist of the news report because I was too excited about seeing two women speaking on the world stage on behalf of millions of humans. After centuries, nay – millennia, of male rule, it is nice to see some feminine leadership at such political heights.

I doubt that I would agree with very much of Condi’s political views, but it is good to see that women have just as much opportunity to mess up the world as men. Although it was a queer change – seeing these two women talking about something on international television besides fashion or diapers – it is a welcome change. A very welcome change.

I wonder where we would be as women if we had all worked toward the same goal of equality for the past 3,000 years. Imagine where humanity would be today if women all worked together toward this goal. Better late than never, eh?

My husband emailed the content below to me this morning. A guy friend emailed it to him. Both of these men respect women and treat them as equals. Cheers to all such men!

WHY MEN ARE NEVER DEPRESSED:

Men Are Just Happier People–

Your last name stays put.
The garage is all yours.
Wedding plans take care of themselves.
Chocolate is just another snack.
You can never be pregnant.
Car mechanics tell you the truth.
The world is your urinal.
You never have to drive to another petrol station restroom because this one is just too icky.
You don’t have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt.
Same work, more pay.
Wrinkles add character.
People never stare at your chest when you’re talking to them.
New shoes don’t cut, blister, or mangle your feet.
One mood all the time.

Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.
You know stuff about tanks and engines.

A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase.
You can open all your own jars.
You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.

Your underwear is $8.95 for a twelve-pack.
Three pairs of shoes are more than enough.
You never have strap problems in public.
You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes.
Everything on your face stays its original color.
The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.
You only have to shave your face and neck.

You can play with toys all your life.
One wallet and one pair of shoes — one color for all seasons.
You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look.
You can ‘do’ your nails with a pocket knife.
You have freedom of choice concerning growing a moustache.

You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes.

I am very excited. After thousands upon thousands of years of human existence, women in the U.S. will finally be assured equal pay to men in 2009 thanks to a new law being passed by our lawmakers.

No words can express at once my complete joy mixed with utter disbelief that this law has to exist at all. On the one hand I am elated that women will finally have the resources needed to fight for their fair share from their employers. On the other hand, I am saddened by the sheer knowledge that we as humans are just now evolving to a place where we realize women are just as capable as men and deserve to be compensated as such.

I suppose I should be far more excited given the fact that just last year the Supreme Court decided against a woman who just wanted her fair share for doing the same job as the men in her company – Goodyear Tire.

I am going to be 40 years old this year and I have never seen men as superior to me, which is why I fight for equality. Because despite my view of equality, there are still so many men who see themselves as superior to me because I am a woman. They were taught this is the natural order of things. They were taught that male rule was God ordained. I was taught the same thing, but I never bought that hogwash and refuse to bend my knee for one second to patriarchy. (more…)